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There’s a loud banging on a pretty crappy and flimsy looking wooden door, followed by a male voice, “HEY! AJAX! WAKE UP KID WE GOT WORK TO DO!” Inside the small two room a apartment, sleeping peacefully on a wooden cot covered in some sort of animal skins is a young man, with messy brown hair, and a metal vest and pants, along with boots, however his chest is bare. He squints his eyes as he hears the banging at his door and finally sits up, walking over to the door and pulling it open, causing the man who was banging on it to hit Ajax straight in the face. Ajax fell to the floor and yelled out, “GOD DAMN IT Sid WHAT ARE YA DOIN HITTIN ME FOR?!” The man on the other side, a man at least half a foot taller than the 5 foot 11 inches tall Ajax, and in proportion muscle wise was standing with a look of surprise and horror on his face as he yelled out, “OH MAN AJAX! Are you alright?!” He bent over to try and help his obvious friend to his feet, but Ajax merely pushed him away and said, “No, Sid, don’t do anything, I’ll get to my feet on my own...” Ajax finally got to his feet and started brushing himself off, from falling to the dusty ground. Sid was wearing no shirt or upper body armor, and merely a pair of armored pants and boots along with a red sash. Strapped to Sid’s back was an absolutely gigantic glaive, which had a giant sword blade, a long handle ending in what appeared to be a crescent shaped blade. As Ajax got to his feet Sid said, “Listen pal, we better get goin, Sargent Hilden is waiting for us at the assembly area...So get your weapons and lets get going.” Ajax nodded wearily and went back inside, picking up a pair of odd looking blades. Coming from the handles, the blades curved around the hand and went straight down for a moment, making them have a J shape when held upside-down. Once he got his J Blades, Ajax and Sid nodded to each other and ran off to meet the rest of their men.

Standing in the square of the small village was about 30 warriors, all of them wielding different weapons and wearing different classes of armor, for a battalion of soldiers, it was very ragtag. Standing in front of all of them was a young man with slicked back black hair, and wearing red plate armor. He had the strangest weapon of them all, a large sword with a metal cylinder attached to the bottom, and a trigger in the handle. When Ajax and Sid rode up, the man sighed and said, “Your late Ajax...But I suppose, better late than never...” Ajax smirked and said, “Sorry Sarg, but sleep is more interesting than your speeches...” Sargent Hilden chuckled and said with a happy sigh, “Oh Ajax...Your going to pass that cocky attitude onto your children, I’m sure of it...” He then yelled to the crowd of warriors, “ALRIGHT EVERYONE! We’ve spotted a bunch of Desert Rats calling themselves Sand Hunters out in the Dunes, and we’re gonna go flush em out! GLORY FOR THE AMSTER GUARDS!” The warriors cheered and with that, the warriors started running out of the village towards the distant sand dunes.

Upon arriving at the sandy valley made by the gargantuan dunes, the warriors, began moving slowly and low to the ground so as to avoid fire. Suddenly, the sounds of movement could be heard atop one of the dunes, and a bit of sand slid down the ridge. Ajax looked off in the direction of the movement, his J Blades at the ready, and Sid did the same. When all of a sudden, there was a cry of almost native yelps coming from the ridges, when hundreds of more warriors, all dressed in tan turbans and rusted looking armor, wielding various scimitars and sickles emerged from the sand and charged down. Hilden yelled out, “ATTACK!” With that, the Amster Guards charged towards the Sand Hunters, and within seconds, a heated battle ensued. Sid could be seen swinging his massive glaive with ease and taking out at least 3 Sand Hunters at a time. Meanwhile, Ajax was slashing away furiously with his twin J Blades. At the same time, Sargent Hilden would slash at a few Sand Hunters and then pull the trigger on his handle causing a metal orb to fly from the cylinder and hit the ground in a group of Sand Hand Hunter, wielding a sickle leaped in the air, ready to slash him from behind and slay him. Hilden turned just in time to see it, and all of a sudden, one of Ajax’s J Blades flew through the air and stuck the part of the blade where its curved into the Sand Hunter’s head, killing him instantly. Hilden looked down in surprise as Ajax ran up and grabbed his J Blade and said, “Thats the third time I’ve saved your a** Antiga...I’ll add it to the list of favors you owe me.” The two smirked at each other and ran off to continue the battle.

Within an hour the Sand Hunters began fleeing, seeing that they wouldn’t be able to defeat these warriors, even with their superior numbers. As the Amster fighters gathered together, almost all of them were there, except for about 5 fighters who fell in battle, and one very important fighter. Antiga was breathing heavily and said, “Good job everyone...That’ll keep em from taking this village for a while!” The men and women cheered for their victory, but suddenly, Sid’s voice rang out as he said, “Um...Hey Antiga...Where’s Ajax?” Antiga’s eyes widened as he realized that Ajax was suddenly missing, suddenly he yelled, “CHECK THOSE BODIES!” And with that the Amster fighters ran off to check the corpses.

Meanwhile, Ajax had his hands bound with rope as he was dragged along by the Sand Hunters and suddenly forced to his knees, his head bowed. They were in a camp full of tents, obviously the Sand Hunters forward attack camp. He was breathing heavily as well as he was held to the ground by two Sand Hunters. Slow footsteps could be heard and within seconds, Ajax could see a pair of boots in front of his eyes. A scimitar came out and rested gently under Ajax’s chin as he was forced to look up into the eyes of a very proud looking man. He had a neatly trimmed beard around his chin which was white in some areas as he said, “So...You are the only one we caught yes? What is your name Amster Guard?” Ajax gritted his teeth and looked off to the side as he said, “My name is of no importance to you, and I’m not an Amster Guard...I’m a Merc...” The Sand Hunter chuckled a bit and said, “I see...You are a mercenary...I am Saheem, Chieftain of this tribe...” Ajax scoffed and said, “Well whoopdy flippin do for you...” Saheem smirked, he respected this warriors steadfastness as he said, “I saw the way you fought in that battle...It reminded me of a cornered Rock Tiger...I respect such skill in battle...Now then, a sand storm is coming...Your friends will not find you, not for at least two weeks, so we shall take you to our village...” Saheem looked at his Sand Hunters and said something in a language sounding a lot like Arabic of today, and with that, they pulled Ajax to his feet and led him off to a tent.